Before I delve into the jacket particulars...
Allison - the dressform came as you see it - it's not actually a form for fitting, but a "decorator" piece.
Sheila - thank-you for checking up on me back in July. I only just noticed your comment.
Barbara - I'll explain the sleeve fitting fix in a later post - I had to do the same for this jacket.
I just happened to walk into the store when this fabric arrived - love at first sight! Quilting fabric - a panel print with geisha girls in my favourite colour - brown. Lots of coordinating fabrics. Normal people put these all together and make a quilt or a wall hanging. Not normal people (me) need to figure out how to make this work as a piece of clothing. Part of the same shipment - this pattern.
The pattern was an unknown commodity to me. There was only a finished bust measurement to help in choosing size, which seemed huge. Like it or not, a muslin was absolutely necessary, and that's a story for the next post. The "muslin" became a second jacket. Bonus.
Once the pattern alterations were done, each piece was traced onto the printed cotton and rough cut. Then the print was layered with batting and lining (a silk jacquard that was supposed to be a blouse at some point, but it just happened to be the perfect match, and... well... lining this jacket was a greater necessity than a brown silk blouse... at the time). Each piece was basted, then quilted. Sounds fairly straight forward and easy. Not quite. I dithered and I procrastinated and I dithered some more. It's a scary process, this quilting business, especially if the result has to be absolutely perfect, because people will be looking up close, and flipping to the inside to have a look, and... ( I do such a wonderful job of making myself fell incompetent.) Oh, and then there was the issue of how to quilt each piece. Couldn't run lines of stitching through the faces! Should I do straight lines? diagonal? diamonds? In the end, each fabric was done differently. And no, I do not own a walking foot - I just held the fabric taut as I sewed, and I prayed ... a lot.
What a relief to finally get to the binding. End in sight!
|Buttons with flowers sort of blend in|
|Inside detail at collar|
Having lived at the store for almost six months, the jacket now hangs in my closet - as yet unworn. It just seems too "special" to wear on just any old day. Perhaps I'll finally wear it to the opera this Saturday, even though "going to the opera" around here, is just going to the movie theatre for a live broadcast from the Met in New York.